Vera Wave didn't mind being demoted by Emily Baker.
To her, it didn't matter what kind of work she did as long as it wasn't her dream job; it was all just about making money anyway.
No longer having to deal with Emily Baker as her direct superior and her constant mood swings attributed to menopause, Vera actually felt somewhat relieved.
Emily Baker had expected to see disappointment, resentment, suppressed anger—expressions like that—on Vera's face, but the outcome clearly disappointed her.
"Okay, thank you, Director Baker."
Still smiling pleasantly, Vera picked up her resume from the table and turned to leave.
Watching Vera's slim figure depart, Emily Baker pursed her lips resentfully.
"Vera." Isla Hawskin, who had been closely following Vera's situation, immediately stood up when she saw Vera emerge from the office. "I have a spare seat over here."
"I'm not in this office," Vera walked over, smiling as she replied.
